The Castle

Empty nest syndrome.
The castles stands alone
Its darkened halls, quiet
Once alive, vibrant
Now hums with whispered memories

Imagery of things past
Float in my mind
The life, the people, the laughter
But all gone now
Long gone
Over and done

And the castle stands alone
Weeping for its loss
No longer a home
Only brick,
Only stone.
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Published: 7/22/2010
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